Once there was Darkness

Chapter 48

Kol knew he needed to tell Kessa about his dream. He kept thinking ‘one more day. I need one more day with her and I’ll tell her.’ Days turned into months. Kol had known his wife many times since they had been married. Something about this time was different. They were in their shared bed. She was in charge. It thrilled him when she took control. This night she seemed wild. A different kind of power was flowing from her. In his mind, her body was glowing. Each rhythmic motion of her body caused him to scream. Was he really? If he was, it didn’t slow her down. His screamed seemed to fuel her. Her body was so bright he was afraid it would hurt his eyes. But he couldn’t look away.

When he reached for her, cupping his hands around her. Her breasts left burn marks on his palms. The pain seared but it felt good. He couldn’t let go. The scars on her body started to move like white snakes crawling over her skin. Did she see this? Each time he tried to form a thought in his head, she would rock, bounce, do something with her body that he didn’t have a name for causing him to scream.

His body was on high alert. This was the greatest pleasure a man could have. And knowing it with Kessa was thrilling. She did things to him. Things he needed. What was she doing? He couldn’t see. Everything was a blur. But he knew she was there. He knew she was still in charge. ‘Let go. Let go.’ He repeated over in his mind. She moved. He screamed. How much more could he endure?

“My king,” he heard her whisper in his ear. He couldn’t speak to answer her. What had she done? It felt. No words. He screamed rising up off the bed. It felt as if his body was about to explode but he wanted more.

In a moment of clarity, he was in control. This isn’t what he wanted. He was angry. With all the strength he could find, he wanted to take his anger out on her. The more he tried. The harder she laughed. ‘Was she laughing at him? His inability to purge his frustrations?’ This was unexcusable. He couldn’t. She wouldn’t.

He fell out of the bed in the floor. His body covered with sweat. His chest pounding for breath. The cold floor felt good against his skin. What was this? She was hovering over him. Then she was gone. He felt pulling and tugging. At one point he thought he saw blood. He screamed again. What was she doing to him? He just wanted more. It hurt. He thought he might die. But he wanted more.

He screamed. There was a moment of panic. Who’s panic? He heard his name repeated over and over, “Kol.” At first it was soft. Panic. It was the voice that was in panic. “Kol.” The pain in his body. He needed more.

Darkness.

He felt weak. It took great strength to open his eyes. Everything was blurry again.

No, this was water. As he lifted his wobbly head, he didn’t recognize his surroundings. “Where am I?”

Kessa’s voice was soft and low. “In the bath.” She caressed his face with a wet hand.